Earth, London, Shoreditch, 1963, October 11
The Doctor walked back to Totter's Yard, thinking. He had been in London for the past four months and was getting worried. The TARDIS still didn't seem to be working, and he was wondering what to do with the Hand of Omega. If he took it with him it could fall into the wrong hands. He was considering leaving it in Shoreditch, but was wondering if he should leave such a dangerous weapon on Earth. If those primitive creatures got it, they risked destroying their whole star system. If they didn't, by the end of the century they could have formed an intersteller Empire. As he pushed open the gate he heard a footstep.
The Doctor was worried. He was sure there was someone there. As he looked around the yard he heard the door open and a voice say "Grandfather? What are you standing..."
"Susan get back inside!" said the Doctor. He had seen in the corner of the yard was another blue box, which had not been there two hours ago. It was of a different style to his own. But if it was taking a similar form the Doctor was sure it was a TARDIS. If it was a TARDIS the Time Lords had traced him here. He wondered what he would say. That he was bored? What if they asked him about the Hand of Omega? Most prominent in his thoughts were what would happen to Susan? The Doctor could say she was young, he had led her astray.
"What are you worrying about?" asked Susan, stepping out of the TARDIS.
"I mean get back inside!" shouted the Doctor, running to her as the door of the other TARDIS opened. Out stepped an old bearded man. He wore a leather jacket, leather waistcoat and bandolier. "Good afternoon. I'm looking for the Doctor!" he called politely.
"That is a name I go by" replied the Doctor as the old man stepped over. He remained on guard, ready in case of attack. "And who might you be sir?"
Susan suddenly laughed. "Don't you recognise him Grandfather?"
"Recognise... He seems like a Time Lord."
"I am."
"He's you!"
"Me? But..."
The man looked directly at the Doctor. His eyes seemed much older.
"You're breaking the first law of time!" said the Doctor.
"We were never one for rules" replied the Old Doctor.
"Well, I hope I never meet myself again!" said the angry Doctor."Well, until I'm you. When did I get such ridiculous fashion sense?"
"You might be in for an unpleasant shock" said the Other Doctor. "I am here to tell you that Gallifrey is threatened..."